Su Yunjin stepped forward and lifted her daughter, who was happily playing, out of the basin. She said to Aunt Bao, "Auntie, please get me a clean towel, so I can dry Little Tiangua."
Su Yunjin was excited about Little Tiangua playing but didn't dare let the little one soak in the wooden tub too long. The temperature in the deep mountains at night is over ten degrees lower than at the foot of the mountain. The mountain wind howled outside, and it seemed to have started raining lightly. In such cold temperatures, just a simple wash for the two children would do. Otherwise, if the two children catch a cold and fall ill, it would be troublesome.
